*Dodging bullets* A film that shows that tepid coffeehouse culture posing as high-intellect evolving into a pop-culture zeitgeist surely wasn’t started with Nolan/PTA, but maybe this Kubrick pic, that's akin-oddly worshipped. In the worst of his most-highly regarded films, Kubrick is both as in-succinct as Nolan and just as smug as Anderson. Has fine elements, but feels too-cocksure in most of its celebrated virtues.